Casting immortality in the furnace

Chapter 9 Blood Centipede

Fan Zhou was certain that the reason why the time for storing essence blood was shortened must be because he ate that blood chicken.

"But... what's the principle behind this?"

"Semen, blood chicken, aphrodisiac..."

Fan Zhou felt he had found the key point.

Aphrodisiac!

This blood chicken isn't some kind of magical creature; its only characteristic is that it can enhance male virility and nourish the kidneys!

Fan Zhou's mind suddenly opened up:

"Could other aphrodisiacs also shorten the time needed to replenish semen?"

The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

But we'll have to wait and see after the experiments.

"I'll ask Master Hou tomorrow if he still has any aphrodisiacs."

Fan Zhou lay back in bed, tossing and turning excitedly for a while.

.........

The next morning, after everyone had finished eating, Fan Zhou went to find Hou Yi alone.

"What? You want something to boost your kidneys and improve your virility?"

Hou Yi was greatly shocked, and his voice rose considerably.

Fan Zhou's face stiffened.

Why are you shouting so loudly? People who don't know better will think I have kidney deficiency.

"Thump."

It looks like something fell to the ground.

Fan Zhou turned around and saw Wu Xiu frantically picking up the radish and running away with a bunch of ingredients in her arms.

"..."

Fan Zhou's face turned completely dark.

Hou Yi looked at him with regret, "Sigh, I didn't expect you to be so young..."

Fan Zhou quickly explained:

"No! I just noticed that my body felt warm after eating that blood chicken last night, and I could vaguely sense the flow of vital energy, so I came to ask! Please don't misunderstand!"

Hou Yi's expression immediately turned serious:

"Ah Zhou, these kinds of aphrodisiacs can indeed stimulate blood circulation and boost energy, but you absolutely mustn't take them indiscriminately! Your internal energy isn't balanced yet, and taking too much of this will harm your health!"

Seeing that he finally stopped thinking about it, Fan Zhou also breathed a sigh of relief:

"Master Hou, I'm not sick, of course I wouldn't eat random things, I'm just... asking."

Hou Yi put down his work and gave him a knowing look:

"There are many aphrodisiacs here. Besides blood chicken, there is also blood centipede. Drying it and soaking it in wine will have the same effect, but the effect is not as good. It is best to choose the six or seven-inch ones."

Fan Zhou's expression brightened. "Blood centipede, are these things easy to get?"

Hou Yi thought for a moment and said, "Blood centipedes feed on blood. As long as you find a jar and put animal blood in it, you can attract them. However, most of them are small insects that are two or three inches long. The big ones that are six or seven inches long are hard to find. They are basically eaten by wild pheasants in the mountains."

Fan Zhou then asked, "Is there anything else?"

"In addition to these, there are also Morinda officinalis, deer placenta, Yangqi stone, etc. These things are also effective, but they are not easy to find in the mountains and are also easy to encounter danger."

Fan Zhou memorized these items, intending to first find a way to obtain the Blood Centipede and give it a try.

Hou Yi noticed his interest and told him how to catch the blood centipede, patting him on the shoulder before doing so.

"Ah Zhou, once the market develops, I'll make you a potent aphrodisiac dish, guaranteed to be strong enough!"

"I really don't have kidney deficiency."

Fan Zhou opened his mouth but couldn't say what was on his mind, so he could only leave silently.

He went to the warehouse, got a sickle, and went outside the village to weed with Liu Ergou and the others. This was their job for the day.

After dinner, Fan Zhou found a jar in the warehouse, first poured in the animal blood he had gotten from Hou Yi, and then used an iron mesh to block the mouth of the jar to ensure it wouldn't loosen.

In this way, a blood centipede trap is completed.

Fan Zhou carried the urn up the mountain, with Liu Ergou following behind, holding a torch in one hand and a shovel in the other.

"Can this thing really catch those blood centipedes? The gaps in this wire mesh are so big," Liu Ergou asked.

"How can a big bug get in if the gap is too small?" Fan Zhou said confidently.

"The blood centipede grows larger after sucking blood. Once it enters the jar and has sucked its fill of blood, it will be unable to get out of the mesh."

Liu Ergou was still puzzled: "If a lot of blood centipedes go in, and they only suck a little bit of blood, wouldn't they all be able to come out?"

Fan Zhou scoffed, "How could a Blood Centipede be that smart! The Blood Centipede that gets into the jar first will absolutely not let the later ones in!"

"Even if it's true, as you say, that a lot of blood centipedes went in at once, they would definitely kill each other immediately, trying to monopolize all the blood. They would never suck a little from one and a little from another."

"Heh heh, that's the limitation of insects' intelligence!"

Liu Ergou thought for a moment and said, "You're still the smarter one."

Fan Zhou was speechless. "Don't compare me to an insect, okay? I'm a human being, after all."

The two dug a pit under a big tree, buried the urn inside, leaving only the opening exposed.

"Now we just have to wait and see how it goes tomorrow morning."

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The night passed in the blink of an eye.

After practicing the Nine Forms of Sword, Fan Zhou and Liu Ergou quickly ran up the mountain and dug out the urn that they had buried the night before.

Fan Zhou peered through the mesh into the urn and saw two red-headed, black-backed centipedes crawling around inside, which he estimated to be about three or four inches long.

"What a pity, they're just two ordinary ones."

Although it was a pity, Fan Zhou never thought he could succeed on the first try.

He brought the urn back and went to have breakfast with Liu Ergou.

The two arrived at the greenhouse and found that the atmosphere inside was a bit off.

The deacons sat upright with serious expressions, and even Guan Qingyun, who was usually the most lively, sat obediently in his seat, not daring to make the slightest movement.

Upon closer inspection, Fan Zhou noticed that there was one more person eating.

The man was extremely robust, with a square forehead and a wide mouth. He looked to be about thirty years old, with a thick, black beard as hard as steel needles. His tight black clothes revealed bulging muscles, exuding a powerful explosive force.

Despite being covered in dust, he still exuded the aura of a lion.

Although he had never met him before, Fan Zhou still recognized the person.

Qin Zhiyuan, the head of Langdang Mountain Market, a disciple of the master swordsmith, and an apprentice of the sword furnace.

Fan Zhou nodded inwardly, 'He certainly possesses an extraordinary aura.'

He bowed to Qin Zhiyuan and said, "Greetings, Senior Uncle Qin."

Liu Ergou, oblivious to the atmosphere, shouted directly:

"Boss Qin!"

Qin Zhiyuan's gaze shifted and locked onto Liu Ergou:

"You can call me that in private, but in public you should call me Master Qin."

Liu Ergou nodded in agreement, "I'll remember that, Boss Qin."

Qin Zhiyuan was too lazy to correct him anymore, and waved to Fan Zhou and the other two:

"Please sit down. I have something to say after we finish eating."

Fan Zhou sat down next to Zhang Yu and looked at him and Guan Qingyun to ask about the situation.

Guan Qingyun cautiously dipped his finger into the tea in the bowl and wrote a line on the table:

"The good days are over!"

Fan Zhou stared wide-eyed at Guan Qingyun, his face full of confusion.

How come all the good days have come to an end?

Guan Qingyun wrote another line with a worried expression:

"The sect members are coming; the land reclamation is about to begin!"